From the very beginning, Julian Sterling was the one who amazed her time. Gloria Galloway felt a metallic taste in her mouth. She turned over, and sure enough, lots of blood gushed out from her mouth. This wasn’t a good sign. She knew she couldn’t hold on much longer, but what made her happy was being able to see such a beautiful scene before dying. Gloria smiled, as if she had already let go. Among the crisscrossed shadows of flowers, she saw Julian Sterling walking towards her. It was really strange; even at this moment, she could still see him. Julian Sterling looked at the person who had fainted on the ground, not daring to touch her, as if with a slight touch, she would turn into a wisp of smoke and slip away through his fingers. He knew he was wrong and hoped she would give him one more chance. Anything would be better as long as she was alive. "Hugo, Hugo, can you check if she’s still breathing?" He didn’t even dare to reach out to touch her and helplessly grabbed Hugo Quinn’s hand. A flicker of pity passed through Hugo Quinn’s eyes. He somewhat understood Julian Sterling’s current feeling; when he learned that Eleanor Hollis had "died," he couldn’t accept it for a long time either. He extended a finger hesitantly to Gloria Galloway’s face. There was still a faint breath. He knew she couldn’t hold on much longer. "She’s still alive, but she won’t last much longer. Julian, you need to be mentally prepared." A loud bang went off in Julian Sterling’s mind, like a thunderclap. What did it mean that she wouldn’t last long? He had never thought that Gloria Galloway would leave him, at least he never thought about it until now. He hesitated to pick her up, his eyes bloodshot. Although Gloria Galloway was unconscious, she could still sense the outside world. She heard Julian Sterling calling her name, and in such a gentle tone. Julian Sterling was never this gentle usually, she must be dreaming. She struggled to open her eyes and saw Julian Sterling anxiously looking at her, saying something with his mouth. When he saw her waking up, there was a flash of wild joy in his eyes. Gloria happily called out, but didn’t even have the strength to smile. She looked at him quietly as the light in her eyes slowly faded. "I must be dreaming..." Julian Sterling wouldn’t be this gentle, so she must be dreaming. Gloria slowly closed her eyes, the hand she wanted to lift ultimately falling down halfway. Follow current novels on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝘯𝘦𝘵 Julian Sterling’s eyes were bloodshot, he wished he could shake her shoulders, begging her not to sleep. "I beg you, Gloria, wake up, don’t fall asleep, don’t scare me ." Julian Sterling had no strength, not even the strength to hold her, he could only tremble as he laid her on the ground. He extended a finger, slowly placing it under Gloria Galloway’s nose. Complete silence, nothing at all, Gloria Galloway was gone. Julian Sterling’s tears fell instantly, he held her tightly, crying wildly. Hugo Quinn and Evan Yancy stood aside, at a loss for words to comfort him. This was the first time they had seen such an unraveled Julian Sterling. That kind of crying was like the saddest sound in the world. Before she died, Gloria Galloway saw her favorite peach blossoms and felt the tenderness of her lover. She was content, yet for those left behind, it was an immense torture. From the moment her body was brought back, Julian Sterling sat at home without eating or drinking. When others called him, he showed no response. Hugo Quinn was afraid he would faint, forcibly pried open his mouth and fed him some rice porridge. He had no right to persuade Julian Sterling to be strong, because if Eleanor Hollis died in front of him, he might be even more out of control. What’s more, Gloria Galloway left those words before she died. "Julian, I must be dreaming." Such words were a huge blow to Julian Sterling. For three consecutive days, Julian Sterling neither ate nor drank, even the food fed into his mouth was vomited out. Hugo Quinn could only wait until he fainted, then send him to the hospital to nourish him with IV drips. Gloria Galloway’s body was placed in an ice coffin. It was Eleanor Hollis and Samantha Sullivan who took her to be cremated. The two had already cried so much they were like tearful messes, unable to believe Gloria had just left like that. But when they saw the face in the ice coffin, they finally accepted this cruel reality. "Gloria, waah waah waah..." Samantha Sullivan cried like a child, leaning on the ice coffin, laying on top of it. Eleanor Hollis stood dumbfounded on the side, like a wooden figure, her tears long dried up. Finally, Gloria Galloway’s body was cremated. It was hard to imagine such a large person could become such a small urn after death. Gloria’s family came to take their daughter’s ashes back, not even knowing their daughter had been married. Before leaving, they were very grateful to Eleanor Hollis and Samantha Sullivan. Eleanor Hollis opened her mouth as she watched the car get further away, but ultimately she didn’t tell them about Gloria’s marriage before leaving. Julian Sterling woke up three days later. He pulled the needle from his hand, struggling to see Gloria Galloway’s ashes, only to be told that her ashes had already been taken by her family. Julian Sterling stood stupefied on the spot, as if severely shocked. Gloria Galloway was his wife, yet after she died, he couldn’t keep anything of her. That person disappeared from his world so completely, leaving without a trace, truly not coming back. Gloria Galloway, you are truly cruel. After recuperating in the hospital for over half a month, Julian Sterling was able to walk on his own, but the name Gloria Galloway seemed to become a scar he couldn’t touch. Thinking of it still made him wince with pain. Everyone thought that he would find solace in alcohol, but the truth was quite the opposite. Julian Sterling became very busy, busier than ever, as if he wished to use a day like it was three. Everyone knew that he was using work to numb himself. Evan Yancy could no longer bear to watch, forcibly bringing Julian Sterling back home, noticing the dark circles around his eyes. "Julian, go to bed and rest, have a good sleep, your body won’t handle it otherwise." Julian Sterling didn’t speak, his eyes reddening again. "I don’t dare to stop; stopping means I think of her, Evan, this is my punishment." In the past, he was so horrible to Gloria Galloway, which is why he had this punishment. It was his own doing. "Gloria wouldn’t blame you." Evan Yancy pressed him onto the bed, seeing him staring blankly at the ceiling, and sighed. "You mistreating your body now won’t bring her back. Listen to me, just have a nap." Julian Sterling curled up; tears rolled down like beads. That’s right, Gloria Galloway wasn’t coming back. He was only deceiving himself. "Just rest a bit, don’t overthink." Evan Yancy felt unbearable hearing his suppressed sobs.